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Maybe it would have stopped what happened in the days to follow and in the years to come.

Maybe…

Maybe…

Maybe…

Something took over me. This primal urge wreaked havoc in the agonizing rhythm of how we were coming. Clinging onto every sensation of our skin-on-skin contact until she came so hard, squeezing my cock and taking me right along with her. I shook with my release and passionately claimed her mouth again. She returned every ounce of everything I was giving her while my lock and key necklace shined bright against her skin.

There was no holding back.

No fighting it.

We were making love and I knew right then and there—nothing would ever compare to her.

To us.

I’d spend the next decade trying to fill this void, this hole, this feeling she left inside me. Never realizing it was useless. I thought I could eventually fuck her out of my heart, but she owned it, and I willingly gave it to her. Not once did I ask for it back.

“My girl,” I groaned between kissing. Needing to get to the bottom of her despair, I begged, “Please tell me what’s wrong?”

“Ethan…” She bowed her head. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”

My heart drummed.

My stomach dropped.

My whole world shattered in the blink of an eye.

Is she saying goodbye?

Tears streamed down her gorgeous face. One right after the other. There was no controlling them.

“Livvy… you’re scaring me.”

“I’m late…” she whispered so low I barely heard her.

My eyebrows pinched together because I’m still not understanding what that meant.

“Late for what?”

Five words had the power to break us before we had a chance to explore what could have been. I thought sex might change our friendship, and in the end, I was right.

Because all in one breath, she cried…

“I’m late for my period.”

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Livvy

His eyes widened,and his face immediately paled.

“I know,” I stated, feeling the weight of my confession.

“How late?”

“Ten days.”

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